"Write down this vision; clearly inscribe it on tablets so one may easily read it." (Hab 2:2)
For whatever reason, there’s only a single picture of Oma Ida and me, a keepsake I’ve cherished throughout my life. She’s the only grandparent I’ve met in person; all others had long passed when I was born. My life with her began on a hot summer day when my mother labored to bring me into … Continue reading Molded after Oma Ida.
A TRIBUTE What's in a name? Mother. So rich, so much meaning. So filled with love and compassion. So warm, so embracing, so still. Mom. Mom, carrying me in her womb. Mom, hugging me as a little child. Mom, making Arme Ritter for breakfast or lunch. Mom, faithful and protective when facing my teenage pregnancy. … Continue reading Mother. Mom. Mami.
Tragedy of an earthquake. Surviving the loss of those we love.
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